The Granddaughter of the Manhyang Escort Agency Hides Her Magic - Chapter 36

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Chapter 36

After Chief Go’s party had stirred up quite a commotion and left, Shin Ah collapsed in exhaustion.

The servant girls he had brought to make clothes even tried to measure the thickness of Shin Ah’s hair.

“Why on earth do they need to know how thick my hair is?”

“They’re probably going to make a hair ribbon.”

“A hair ribbon? I can just tie it roughly with some leftover fabric. They’re actually making a hair ribbon?”

“Oh my, young miss! You’re saying something terrible.”

Danmi put a sweet into Shin Ah’s mouth.

“Hair ribbons are important! Especially if you’re going to be cultivating and taking the Heir Selection Test from now on. How inconvenient would it be if your hair kept fluttering around?”

“That’s why I said to just tie it roughly…”

“Young miss! From now on, the word ‘roughly’ is forbidden. No matter that you’ll be taking the Heir Selection Test, are you just any ordinary person? You must show your dignity and authority wherever you go.”

“You’re saying a good hair ribbon symbolizes my dignity?”

“It’s not just about the silk hair ribbon. I’m talking about everything you wear – your clothes, shoes, socks, even down to your hair ribbon.”

Shin Ah didn’t like the idea of judging people by their clothes, but since it was being given as a gift, there was no need to refuse it.

“Think about young miss Ilbi. I’m sorry for the comparison, but from head to toe, everything she has is high-quality. That’s why the other servants and escort warriors don’t dare treat her carelessly.”

Shin Ah had thought that servants and attendants groveled before Ilbi because of her nasty personality, but she agreed with Danmi’s words to some extent.

“You’re right. A superior should naturally set an example from head to toe. You don’t mean being extravagant, right?”

“Yes! That’s why we can’t neglect even a single hair ribbon. You are the daughter of the lord of Biwongak, who is the second son of Manhyang Express. Until now, things have been too… impoverished.”

Shin Ah was nodding along to Danmi’s nagging when she suddenly clapped her hands.

“Hair ribbon!”

At the sudden loud noise, Danmi’s hand slipped as she was pouring sweet drink into a cup.

“Oh, what a waste. Young miss, why are you suddenly shouting about hair ribbons? Is there a particular hair ribbon you want?”

Danmi asked while wiping up the drink that had spilled on the table.

“I’ve decided on Father’s gift.”

Given Cheonrim’s personality, it was something he would easily neglect, so it would make a good gift.

‘He could wear it every day too.’

It was very practical.

“Why didn’t I think of this before? Silk, the most expensive silk! I need to get silk. I’m going to make a hair ribbon!”

Shin Ah made a big fuss.

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There was no need to go out specifically to get silk.

“Do you have any preferred colors?”

Cheongchim had visited Biwongak again, saying she would find colors that suited Shin Ah.

She took out various colors of high-quality silk from the chest she had brought and spread them out on Shin Ah’s desk and bed.

‘How much does all this cost? Wow, even a fly would slip on this.’

As soon as Shin Ah started touching the silk, Cheongchim approached closer.

“Excuse me, young miss.”

She pushed up the glasses that were casually perched on her nose and held the silk up to Shin Ah’s face.

Pink, yellow, blue, light green…

After trying this color and that color with a serious expression for a while, Cheongchim let out a light sigh.

“Do they all look bad?”

“No.”

“Then what?”

“They all suit you well.”

It was a pleasant thing to hear.

She had heard that Cheongchim never compromised when it came to clothes, so this was 100% sincere.

“If they all suit me well, then it’s good that I can choose any of them. Why are you sighing?”

“Because the family head told me to make clothes with silk that suits you, young miss. Since they all suit you, don’t I have to make clothes with all of them? It will take some time. Young miss, what clothes do you need immediately?”

Shin Ah wasn’t one to refuse gifts that were being offered. The child thought for a moment and said,

“Training clothes! And a Jaengjeasu uniform!”

Not pretty hanbok but a Jaengjeasu uniform – it was an unexpected request.

Still, Cheongchim didn’t ask questions or tell her to choose something else.

She nodded and took off her glasses. The decorative jade bead attached to the glasses cord dangled.

“Understood. I’ll prepare the urgent items first.”

Cheongchim had a servant organize the silk.

“Wait!”

Shin Ah grabbed Cheongchim’s sleeve. Cheongchim’s puzzled gaze turned toward Shin Ah.

Shin Ah smiled brightly and said,

“Please give me some silk.”

“Yes. What kind of silk and how much would you like?”

This time too, Cheongchim didn’t ask or question anything and gave Shin Ah whatever she wanted.

‘Give her everything she wants when it comes to clothes or fabric.’

This was because Hyeokho had given such orders.

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The next day, Shin Ah triumphantly visited Cheonrim’s private quarters.

Cheonrim had just finished washing after getting up early at dawn to complete his cultivation and return.

“Shin Ah has come?”

“Yes, pavilion lord.”

Cheonrim’s face brightened like the rising sun.

Wanting to see Shin Ah even a moment sooner, he opened the door without even properly tying the strings of his loose upper garment.

“Shin Ah, good morning.”

Everyone’s gaze in the corridor turned toward Cheonrim.

When a handsome man – so good-looking it was hard to believe he was a father of two – appeared with his firm chest exposed, gasping sounds could be heard from here and there.

Shin Ah quickly looked around and hastily tied Cheonrim’s garment strings.

His well-formed muscles were instantly covered.

‘Melting women’s hearts from morning. Does he have no awareness that he’s handsome and attractive?’

There were said to be many young women who harbored feelings for Cheonrim, an unattainable tree.

They just didn’t show it, but there were probably several among the Biwongak servants too.

“Father, you should dress neatly.”

“You’re right. Our Shin Ah becomes more reliable each day.”

Cheonrim chuckled and brought Shin Ah into the room.

He told his daughter to wait a moment, then went to dress properly.

He dressed properly and dried his hair completely, but there was one thing lacking.

It was his hair hanging loose and long.

That one small imperfection made Shin Ah very satisfied.

“What brings our Shin Ah here so early in the morning?”

“I have something to give you.”

“Hm? You have something to give rather than receive?”

Cheonrim tilted his head, lifted Shin Ah onto a chair, then crouched in front of her to meet her eyes.

Cheonrim’s eyes were so full of anticipation that Shin Ah felt embarrassed for no reason.

“It’s nothing special…”

Shin Ah took out a lucky pouch from her bosom.

“An incense pouch?”

“No.”

“Then what could it be?”

“You can’t be disappointed when you open it. Promise me.”

Shin Ah held out the lucky pouch, then hid it again while extending her pinky finger.

“How could I be disappointed by something my daughter gives me? Even if you gave me poison, I’d be happy.”

“Ew, I wouldn’t give you something like that.”

Shin Ah shuddered at her father’s excessive love. So Cheonrim smiled and hooked his finger around Shin Ah’s pinky.

“I absolutely won’t be disappointed.”

Only after So Cheonrim made his vocal promise did Shin Ah bring out the lucky pouch she had hidden behind her back.

What could it be that made his daughter rush over from dawn?

Though he tried not to get his hopes up, So Cheonrim’s lips kept curving upward.

So Cheonrim untied the knot with careful hands, as if opening a pouch containing ten thousand year ginseng.

Inside the pouch was a hair ribbon with pink circles embroidered on both ends, and the stitching and embroidery were hopelessly clumsy.

Whose handiwork this was, was obvious.

“Shin Ah…”

So Cheonrim’s eyes shook violently.

Something hot rose from his solar plexus and blocked his throat.

Shin Ah watched his reaction carefully and asked.

“Don’t you like it?”

So Cheonrim gripped the hair ribbon tightly and hung his head low. He shook his head back and forth.

Shin Ah was disappointed by So Cheonrim’s reaction.

And she blamed herself for choosing a gift too carelessly.

‘I should have given him a perfect gift like I did for Grandfather.’

But Shin Ah knew little about So Cheonrim.

‘I thought he’d definitely like anything I made, but is it so bad he can’t even speak?’

Though she had made it from good silk, even Shin Ah could see the craftsmanship wasn’t very pretty.

‘Still, I made it even while pricking my fingers with the needle.’

Shin Ah puffed out her cheeks. For some reason, tears seemed ready to well up.

Strictly speaking, she was a grown adult, even a Great Mage, yet she kept becoming a child in front of So Cheonrim.

Perhaps the real Shin Ah’s personality was emerging.

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